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Dec. 27th, 2017
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jantojones.livejournal.com“Well, Tovarisch, we’ve survived another year.”
“There are still four more days left.”
“Always the pessimist. I thought my positivity might have had an effect by now.”
“Believe me, my friend, you have changed me more than you could know.”
“How so?”
“Although I expect my life to end on a daily basis, I still allow myself the luxury of making plans for the distant future. There was a time when I could not envisage reaching old age, and yet, thanks to you and your incessant optimism, I can almost see my grandchildren.”
“I can’t wait to meet them, Illya.”
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“There are still four more days left.”
“Always the pessimist. I thought my positivity might have had an effect by now.”
“Believe me, my friend, you have changed me more than you could know.”
“How so?”
“Although I expect my life to end on a daily basis, I still allow myself the luxury of making plans for the distant future. There was a time when I could not envisage reaching old age, and yet, thanks to you and your incessant optimism, I can almost see my grandchildren.”
“I can’t wait to meet them, Illya.”
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